Roads Poem by Kelly Razi

Repeat….. retreat….compensation…sighs……

Concealing all the dismal feelings burrowed deep inside.
Trapped in a coiled perplexity, why can’t I be strong?
Alphabetical letters arranged and combined. Who knew they could be so lacerating?
They become sentences which are spoken. The echoing of their perforated heartbeat won’t cease.
How are you feeling? It’s ok because you can’t see I’m dying.
I wish the wind could sweep me away. Why am I the foundation of all your anguish?
One foot in front of the other. One hand on the door handle the other unwilling.
What if our whole world shuts off and reaches an area in which we pend?
What if all our happiness and our thoughts we can’t share, discuss or lend?
What if the problems blow up and sadly we can’t mend?
What if no amount of talking can suspend?
What if the silence comes to a point where we depend?
What if our love stops registering and we just stop the process of the thrill to send?
What if the speculations in our minds become fixed and we can’t fend?
What if we both have our minds made up and we don’t bend?
What if all the fighting and the tears become a trend?
What if to each other our truth and innocence we can’t defend?
What if we become strangers to one another and pretend?
What if this is the end?
Tell me that we won’t walk that line.
Tell me that it’ll all be fine.
Tell me that our love won’t ever decline.
Tell me that we both still pine.
Tell me that we both read the signs.
It’s clear, as translucent as can be.
I know now that we both see.